Suizi pulled two boxes out of her pocket and handed them over, containing the engagement gifts she had prepared for the kids.
"I haven’t...." Yu Jingting whispered, in fact, he was still looking to act a bit pretentious.
But a decades-long fear of his wife was a brand etched into his bones, an instinct he couldn’t ignore. Since his wife agreed, there was no way he could say otherwise, his face written with grievance.
"Bro, my sister-in-law hasn’t even made a fuss about your street racing in Jiulong, are you sure you don’t want to appease her now? Be careful she doesn’t run away from home again."
A girl with a thick Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent and imperfect Mandarin stood beside Suizi, dressed in a red qipao adorned with large peonies.
This was Jinnan and Zhang De’s daughter, smiling with the charm her mother had back in her day.
Suizi hit the nail on the head—Jinnan had the physique to bring prosperity to her husband. Zhang De would’ve died early in his previous life had he not met her. After getting together, Jinnan had gone through life-and-death situations with him several times. Zhang De was still alive and well today, but indeed, it was a bit arduous for him to woo his wife.
"Damn! How did my wife find out about my racing? Who’s got such a big mouth?" Yu Jingting was angry. No wonder his wife had run away from home—it was because of this!
His wife was a law-abiding citizen, a total role model, so in Mainland China, he behaved himself, not even daring to speed when driving.
But with the nature of a street-racer, how could he suppress his passionate blood?
Taking advantage of a business trip to Jiulong, he sneaked off to an underground race and got his fill of thrills.
Yu Jingting thought he had covered his tracks perfectly, only to find out his wife knew!
Not only did she know, but she had also run away from home!
In an instant, Yu Jingting pushed the covert plans of Dongdong and Luoluo to the back of his mind. Anyway, he had seen Dongdong grow up and really couldn’t find a flaw in him. His disapproval was only to act the part of the patriarch, for appearances. But now, he had a serious problem—his wife had uncovered his secret!
"Daddy said so. And you know, Mommy didn’t register our marriage with Daddy. He wanted things to be official, so—"
"Zhang De is such an idiot! Son! Book me a ticket. I’m going to throttle him right now. If I don’t give him a beating under the table, I’m not a Yu!" Yu Jingting was beside himself with anger.
Jinnan didn’t like being restrained, so after having their child and duping Zhang De, she never gave him an official status. For so many years, Zhang De tirelessly played the loyal fool for Jinnan, and still did so with gusto.
The thing is, doting on a woman was one thing—at least Yu Jingting, when fawning over his own wife, didn’t care about face. But what the hell was Zhang De doing, selling his pride just to please a woman?!
"You messed up and you dare speak ill of others? Huh?" As soon as Suizi spoke up, Yu Jingting’s arrogance deflated a notch further.
Watching Suizi strut into the house like a queen, he eagerly followed her, and as he passed the eager onlookers, Luoluo and Ma Zisheng, he couldn’t resist dropping a threatening line to salvage his dignity.
"I haven’t agreed to your business yet. I’ll settle accounts with you after I’ve sweet-talked your mom—Wife, slow down, the steps are slippery."
Scurrying after her into the house, Dongdong planted a quick peck on Luoluo’s lips.
"Does this count as a successful proposal? Dad has agreed, right?"
"Obviously, yes. Didn’t you see what car Mom drove back in?"
Luoluo gestured ahead.
A sleek black luxury car was parked up front, the emblem bearing a b.
Mom had taken the opportunity of running away from home to order Dad a custom luxury car from abroad.
This wasn’t just any Bugatti; it was a unique custom model, Suizi really splurged on her man.
Yu Jingting just cared too much about Suizi that he didn’t even notice when she drove this car home.
For him, as long as Suizi was around, everything else faded into the background, everything but her was blurred, she was the highlight.
"Why aren’t you surprised?" Luoluo raised an eyebrow.
"The designer who customized the car for Mom was someone I helped find." Dongdong said sagely, and Luoluo laughed.
No wonder he had the guts to be so "boisterous" and propose right at their doorstep, he had won over Mom.
Could Dad really say no after seeing this car?
"Hey, let me interject for a moment, are you two going to get married? My Mommy said, if you two get your marriage certificate before I get back, she will marry my Dad. Dad asked me to convey his heartfelt blessings and insists you marry. He’s willing to give 5% of his company’s shares as a wedding gift for you," the girl on the sidelines watched with a great interest and didn’t forget to ask for the answer her Daddy cared about the most.
The whole world is waiting for you to get married. Would it be a yes or a no, give us the exact word!
Luoluo smiled cheerfully at the little girl.
"Tell your Daddy that he can propose to your Mommy now."
"Wife, hear me out, I just raced once, really!"
From behind the exquisitely gilded doors, Yu Jingting’s domineering and mighty voice could be faintly heard:
"Don’t think just because I spoil you, you can keep undermining me in front of the kids; do you think I won’t get mad? If you dare run away from home again, I’ll really have to beg you!"
"Stop scratching my face! The kids are getting married and I don’t want to give a speech, don’t I care about my face? Hey, why are you crying? I was wrong. Can’t I change from now on? What, moved by the kids? Hey, it’s just a big-screen confession. If you like it, hubby will hire it out for 24 hours to play Suona for you, let everyone know you’re the prettiest lady on this street. How about I play ’Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix’? I can sing Beijing Opera too, or maybe do a little rotating talent show—hey, wife, don’t walk away."
True happiness is having family together, ordinary and unadorned.
The End